<i> A L L E Y S BY Emma L. Hardy Ο Max Gate, December, 1911. <ii> I N D E X. Page Time 1 Ten Moons 2 Electric Currents 3 Spring Song 4 March 5 The Trumpet Call of Spring 6 Ripe Summer 7 Blue-day ison Or 8 79
Dancing Maidens 9 Gardener s Ruse 10 Youth 11 AChurchy ard 12 Good Night 13 The Living Word 14 God ve Saour Empero r King 15 <1> O TIME. F Time advancing, How eer 1 entrancing No mind can know What tides will flow, Or winds will blow; What airy chance Or circumstance Some day may show. <2> I TEN MOONS. N misery swirled Is this one-moon whirled, But there s no sorrow or darkness there In that mighty Planet where There is no night. Ten moons ever revolving 1 How eer appeared in the original edition, Howe er in the 1966 reprint edition. 80
All matter its long years resolving To sweetness and light. Dorset County Chronicle, 1907. <3> B ELECTRIC CURRENTS. Y electric currents working Sweetest influences abound, And fearful powers our lives surround For not known to us they re lurking By electric currents working! <4> W SPRING SONG. HY does April weep? And why does April smile? And why do we some sadness reap A-wondering all the while? If the winter s nights have flown, And its dark days so lone, And the summer s love s a-warm Coming like bees a-swarm, Will not the sun s heart glow, With ours in a steady flow Of joy and sure delight, Of new deeds and thoughts of might? 81
But none knows what summer s days may bring, That s why we weep and smile, come spring. The Sphere, May, 1900 <5> T MARCH, 1901. HERE S a song of a bird in a tree, A song that is fresh, gay, and free, The voice of a last summer s thrush, Shaking out his trills hush! Hush! Tis sunshine and rain both together, And wind of March weather. A young blackbird trying some notes! Softly new ones he s catching, Whilst his mate sits a-hatching, With bright eyes patient and meek. <6> THE TRUMPET CALL. (To the single Daffodil.) HO has not heard, with every bird, W That stirring trumpet s call Of the Daffodil true (not fashioned anew,) Nor felt his heart bound at that magical sound, Though folded in winter s pall? Waving, waving, shining, gleaning, 82
And dancing merrily, too; 2 Calling and singing they wake the world s dreaming, With their golden trumpet s call. He who, entranced, memoried, that dance, 3 Knew only the Daffodils true. With laughter shaking, the spring cure for all aching, They sound out their gold trumpet s call Comes the summer with skies clear and blue. Dorset County Chronicle, March, 1910 <7> RIPE SUMMER. HE meadows lie beneath T The summer sun s hot rays; O, happy, happy summer, O golden, golden days. <8> T A BLUE-DAY ORISON. (End of the wet August, 1910.) HE Morn! the Morn! the Sun! This Earth again has won. How glorious is this light, The promise of last night! 2 Cf. William Wordsworth, I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud. 3 Ibid., line 12; Emma s word memoried refers to lines 19-24. Her final lines in this poem comment on the final couplet of Wordsworth s poem. 83
Now the dew lies spread upon the grass, The cobwebs sparkle like to glass. Weariness of nature the Soul denies, It raises itself anew towards the skies, With leaps and bounds the soul does run, To greet this morn so lovely well begun, Filling the heart with high delight, To see so fair a morn so handsome bright. Awhile. Then humid soddeness again With darkness, sadness, and tempestuous rain. <9> DANCING MAIDENS. ANCING maidens, sweet were they, Who danced at noon and danced at eve, And sometimes danced the long-lived day. D A Duchess, a Queen, had their mother been, On many a stage, in many a play; Then turned farm-wife, and brought with her strife, Breaking her heart in this her last part. She laid her life down in her favourite stage gown, But the gay little maids they danced all day, Though in grief for their mother that was their way. O, mother come back, come back, come back, They cried as they danced all three, alack! Sweet Sophie and Julie and little Therese, Danced away sadness under those trees. And each tree since with its Walnuts laden Has ever been called a dancing maiden. Dorset County Chronicle, 1905 84
<10> THE GARDENER S RUSE. wild rose tree from the hedge brought he, A And planted it well in the mould, Digging around and making a mound, To stand it up high and bold. Then a hole he made, at its back in the shade, And an onion deep tilled in, For the onion was bound to make roses sound, And a fine rich perfume to win. Down far in the earth, hidden its worth, The onion, coarse and meek, Sought the roots of the roses, to give scent to its posies, And brilliance in colour a Freak! Then came the summer, and many a hummer, Humming his song as he flitted To the red red roses, so fine for all posies, And blithe with their scent well-witted. At these roses so odorous, the man was not dolorous, The gardener s laugh was bland Tis a fortune, he said, Tis gold I ve read,... So the poor onion s life was grand! The Academy, 27 th April, 1901 85
<11> YOUTH. OUTH, old age will overtake you Y Unawares; he s laying his snares By day and night, he grips you tight, Old age will mock you, shock you! <12> A CHURCHYARD. UNDREDS of times has grief been here, H Hundreds of mourners themselves lie here, For some no grieved hearts followed their bier, They had outlived all who could shed a tear. <13> GOOD NIGHT. THE solemnity of the last hour of Eve, O When we take our leave Good night! good night! Gone to the past is this day, We ve looked our last thereon. To morrow! Shall we tread the same way? Saying again Good night good night! 86
<14> THE LIVING WORD. HROUGH all the ages God is known, T All the symbols, All the Idols, All the creeds for all men s needs, But show the word alone persistent, The great creative mind existent, 4 Beseeching man he piteous cries, Who art Thou? The Invisible replies, I am, 5 and none in his heart denies, That power which rules the earth and skies Thou the Father, Son, and Spirit, Thou the Living Word exhibit From dead chaos on till now! Max Gate, Aug. 1907. 4 Emma is builds on John s description of the Word of God as both the creative agent and the hidden logic of the universe in John 1: 1-4 and 1: 10: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God All things were made by He was in the world, and the world was made by him, and the world knew him not. 5 Cf. God s self-designation I AM, first in Exodus 3: 14 and echoed repeatedly throughout the Jewish and Christian Bible, e.g. Isaiah 44: 24 and John 8: 58. 87
<15> GOD SAVE OUR EMPEROR KING. Antiphon. India! Great Britain! India! Great Britain! India! Great Britain! Awake, O Lord, awake! This Land for Thine to take, And brightest make. God save our Emperor-King. Calm may we live and die, Beneath our temperate sky. Let all the shires shout and sing God save the Emperor, our King. Men of this glorious land, To truth and freedom stand. God save our Emperor-King. King of these isles that are, Long be our ruling power, With love and pride let the crowds sing God save the Emperor, our King. In fellowship and faithful bands Let peoples join hearts and hands God save our Emperor-King. May Britain s victorious men Break swords for plough and then, Unite in peace and joyful sing God save the Emperor, our King. Max te, Ga Nov., 1911. <xvi verso> F. G. LONGMAN, CORNHILL PRESS, DORCHESTER. 88
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